Global High Martial Arts: I can draw endless labels

Thousands of Seventh Heavens, this is already stronger than the military force of the entire base.

Now in the base, there are 1,785 Sixth Heavens, 367 Seventh Heavens, and 27 Eighth Heavens.

And there is only one Qin Hao and the Second Saint Master of the Tenth Heaven in the Ninth Heaven.

This is all the power in the entire base now!

Including the support brought by Qin Hao!

The Third Saint Master is at a critical moment of breakthrough. Not only can it not be counted as combat power, but a large number of strong men must be allocated for protection.

And the Second Saint Master is now restrained by the Giant Demon God.

In the entire base, Qin Hao is the only high-end combat force left!

"How can there be such a terrifying number!"

Qin Hao felt his scalp tingling.

Thousands of Seventh Heavens, even if they stretched their heads out for him to kill, he couldn't kill them all in a short time.

Even he is like this, not to mention the group of Sixth and Seventh Heaven warriors who came with him in the back.

Fearful whispers began to slowly spread among the crowd.

Qin Hao came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and suppressed the restlessness in his heart.

He was the commander, so he couldn't mess up at this time!

"Everyone!"

Qin Hao shouted, and infinite faith burst out of his body.

"Everyone, disperse, one seventh-level heaven leads five sixth-level heavens, and fights in small teams!"

"Encircle and attack, if you are defeated, call for rescue immediately, the eighth-level heaven fights in war zones, always pay attention to the movements of your comrades in your war zone, and do your best to rescue!"

"Do you understand!"

Qin Hao stared at the thousands of birdmen in the sky and shouted angrily!

"Understood!"

It seemed that he was influenced by Qin Hao's momentum.

The soldiers roared in unison.

The sound waves were like thunder, rising into the sky.

"Scare--"

A hissing sound came from the birdmen.

Thousands of birdmen moved together.

Like a terrifying bomber, they swooped down at low altitude.

Their hands had sharp claws that could easily tear the air.

The pressure like a mountain came overwhelmingly, suffocating people.

"All soldiers, follow me to charge——"

Qin Hao jumped up suddenly.

He raised his hand and pulled out a several-meter-long blade from the space, and threw it directly as a spear.

Puff.

The spear pierced through the first birdman and stabbed backwards.

But it was pinched by a claw halfway and crushed.

The violent murderous aura locked Qin Hao.

Qin Hao immediately noticed this somewhat different birdman.

The opponent's body was taller than other birdmen, and his eyes were full of violent murderous intent.

"Eight Heavens."

Qin Hao condensed slightly.

It seems that this should be the leader of this group of birdmen.

The idea of ​​​​capturing the thief first flashed through his mind.

Qin Hao immediately flew out. With his strength, he could quickly subdue the opponent!

However, the birdman leader did not meet him, but flapped his wings directly and moved away at a terrifying speed.

Qin Hao was worried that the other party would divert the tiger away from the mountain, so he stopped directly and turned to kill into the bird people.

At this moment, a group of soldiers fought fiercely with these bird people according to his division.

The fighting style of relying on each other and supporting each other allowed them to hold on for a short time.

However, they could not bring effective killing.

Because their minds were more focused on protecting their teammates.

But this was also Qin Hao's purpose.

He didn't need this group of people to kill many enemies, he just wanted them to protect themselves!

This group of people were the backbone of the military and even the three cities.

At this moment of turmoil and surrounded by heroes, the less losses, the less losses.

The matter of killing the enemy was left to him and the twenty-seven eighth-level heavens!

However, what Qin Hao didn't expect was.

After he gave up the bird leader, the other party actually turned back again.

Hiding in the distance, using the feathers on his body as weapons, launching long-range attacks.

Moreover, the power was not bad.

There was a dense pattern growing on the feathers, and every time they approached Qin Hao, they would explode and explode with a strong force.

This power does little damage, but it can interfere with the circulation of the spiritual energy in Qin Hao's body.

It really annoyed Qin Hao!

When Qin Hao wanted to chase him, the other party ran away quickly again.

He didn't give Qin Hao a chance.

At a certain moment, Qin Hao finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He secretly accumulated strength, and when the other party was not paying attention, he suddenly burst out.

His speed soared dozens of times more than before, and he arrived in front of the other party in an instant.

However, when he was about to catch the other party, the wings behind the other party shook violently.

A mysterious force directly distorted the space.

His figure instantly appeared a thousand meters away, avoiding Qin Hao's attack.

"Fuck!"

Qin Hao cursed.

Although the distance of a thousand meters can be crossed in the blink of an eye for him.

But the speed of the other party is also surprisingly fast.

He can't catch up at all.

And his transparent power can't spread to such a long distance.

No matter.

Kill all your people first!

Qin Hao was furious and rushed directly into the crowd of birds.

The power of the Ninth Heaven is like a tiger entering a flock of sheep to this group of Seventh Heaven birdmen.

They can only run away.

At this time, the disgusting birdman leader came back again, and attacked with the feathers that interfered with the power as usual.

The opponent's purpose seemed not to fight him, but to contain him!

Contain, this group of strong men!

Contain?

Qin Hao was stunned, looking at the Second Saint Master who had fought to the depths of the sky.

He recalled the mission: [Protect Xia Kingdom]

The subspace is not the Xia Kingdom.

So what is?

In other words, what represents the Xia Kingdom?

Qin Hao's mind was spinning rapidly.

His eyes swept over the crowd of birds in front of him, the city wall behind him, the enemy stationed in the distance, and the troll god in the sky.

Holy Master!

The Holy Master represents the Xia Kingdom.

Once the Holy Master dies, Xia Kingdom will also face a devastating blow!

He will be exposed to the enemy like a defenseless baby, allowing them to chew and gnaw him!

Qin Hao suddenly turned around and looked at the Third Saint Master's room, which was firmly guarded by several seventh-level heavens.

Intuition activates.

Nothing unusual!

No enemies lurking!

What is that?

Qin Hao felt inexplicably huge pressure in his heart, and his eyes swept over the group of enemies.

Everything was normal, the enemy was constantly sending people over to fight with them.

This is a normal siege strategy.

etc--

Qin Hao's breathing suddenly stagnated.

Is it normal?

Not normal at all!

The other party was clearly trying to divert their attention. Time and time again, they seemingly sent troops to attack the city one after another.

But in reality, it's just a pretense.

Use a bunch of cannon fodder to deceive them!

Including the group of seventh-level birdmen in front of me, they are also cannon fodder!

Because, compared with a powerful person who can break through the tenth heaven, no matter how many seven heavens there are, they are just cannon fodder!

"Their target is not the Third Holy Master..."

"But, the First Saint Master!!"

Qin Hao's pupils shrank suddenly and he shouted in surprise.

All of a sudden.

The entire battlefield seemed to be silent.

Storms and clouds surged deep in the sky, and angry roars resounded wildly.

The almost hoarse voice of the Second Saint Master came loudly:

"Qin Hao, come back quickly!!!"